Lola ran, not glancing behind her. She could hear two of the wolves, but the others had stayed. As they ran, she kept her eyes open. Ladder... Ladder, ladder, ladder... Where was it... "Sam!" Lola shouted, pointing at the ladder that climbed into a large oak tree. What was in it was unseen from the outside, the branches thick and the leaves camouflaging. The ladder was a series of ropes tied between branches, almost unidentifiable unless someone was really paying attention.